Tony, who stood in a corner, watched as Mr. Singers raised his gun, aimed it at Agatha, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.Acting on impulse, he dashed forward and positioned himself in front of Agatha, using his body as a shield.Tony couldn't bring himself to meet Mr. Singers' gaze; the man had let him down too many times. With a heavy heart, Tony spoke softly, "Mr. Singers, please... spare her. If you need to take out your anger on someone, let it be me."Upon hearing Tony's resolute plea to protect Agatha, Mr. Singers' expression darkened. The two individuals he trusted the most had both turned against him. Veins bulging with rage on his forehead, he asked Tony menacingly, "Are you truly willing to sacrifice yourself for someone who doesn't appreciate you? How long will you continue to offer your love to someone who will never reciprocate it?"Tony lifted his gaze, his face a canvas of raw emotion. Though deeply wounded, his response was unwavering. "I love her. I can't help it.
"Andrea," called out Mr. Singers with a smile, as he glanced over at her.Returning the smile, Andrea nodded as Mr. Singers asked, "Can I borrow him for a minute?"Momentarily taken aback, Andrea quickly understood that Mr. Singers needed to have an important discussion with Tony, so she nodded in agreement."Tony, come with me," Mr. Singers said firmly, leading the way as they walked off."I'll come back another time," Tony reassured Andrea before following Mr. Singers out.Upon reaching the car park, Mr. Singers turned to face Tony, his expression turning dangerously stern as he grabbed Tony's shirt collar and pushed him towards his car."Disappear. I never want to lay eyes on your traitorous face near me, my family, or anything of mine," Mr. Singers warned, his eyes filled with resentment.Guilt-ridden, Tony pleaded, "Please, Mr. Singers, allow me the chance to make amends to Andrea. If I leave like this, the weight of my guilt will be unbearable."Enraged by his words, Mr. Singers
John burst into laughter as Andrea and Mr. Singers also chuckled when John led them to pass the receptionist's desk. Suddenly, Mr. Singers declared, "I would like to play the piano."John froze, staring at Mr. Singers incredulously. "What did you say? You want to play the piano?"Trembling with excitement and anxiety, John's face flushed with anticipation."Yes, lead the way," Mr. Singers reaffirmed calmly, a smile playing on his lips."Fantastic! Everyone will be thrilled to hear you play again," John exclaimed joyfully, abandoning Mr. Singers and Andrea as he dashed towards the main hall of the academy.It was a momentous occasion as Mr. Singers, the winner of the prestigious Van Cliburn International Piano Competition, had not touched a piano in many years. John, his devoted fan, had eagerly awaited this day when Mr. Singers would play once more."Come with me," Mr. Singers chuckled, taking Andrea's hand as he led the way.Andrea pondered John's actions when a sudden sound of footf
Mr. Singers gazed at Andrea with profound affection in his eyes, filled with paternal love. Tenderly, he wiped away the tears trickling down her cheeks and whispered, "Andrea, I want you to know that your father loves you deeply and always has. He never wanted to leave you, and one day, you will see him again.""Why aren't you, my father?" Andrea's voice trembled with shock as tears streamed down her face. Mr. Singers enveloped her in a comforting embrace, holding her close.His expression darkened, a heavy burden weighing on his heart as he couldn't reveal his true identity to Andrea. The truth could put her in grave danger, a risk he couldn't bear to take.After Andrea regained her composure, they bid farewell to John and the others."Andrea, whenever you think of me, remember you're welcome to come here and play the piano as much as you like," Mr. Singers spoke affectionately.With a pout of uncertainty, Andrea asked, "Where are you going?""I'll always be by your side," Mr. Singer
The following morning dawned with winter's chill in the air, a hint of drizzle in the forecast despite the absence of snow. Amid the cool humidity, the vibrant green leaves and trees in Mr. Singer's garden stood out in their lush beauty.Andrea, clad in a windbreaker, sat beneath the central tree in the garden, gazing at the flower bed outside her window.Unbeknownst to her, Mr. Singer had just woken up and caught sight of her from his window. Alarmed, he hastily threw on shorts and a shirt before making his way to the garden, oblivious to the weather.As he approached her, Andrea, trembling from the cold, inquired, "Are you planning to abandon me?"Startled, Mr. Singer froze momentarily, his brows furrowed, before responding, "Who gave you that idea?"Andrea's eyes brimmed with tears as she recounted her dream to Mr. Singers. "I dreamt you were shot and killed in my dream. I'm afraid you'll leave me like my mother. Everybody always leaves me alone."Mr. Singers stiffened, but he forc
After Mr. Singers finished listening to Tate, he retreated to his room where he swiftly changed into nondescript street clothes and sweatpants. With a facemask obscuring his features, he emerged looking like a different person. Stepping out of his quarters, he spotted Tate awaiting him by the door."Stay behind, Tate," Mr. Singers instructed, his tone firm."I will, Mr. Singers," Tate responded, his gaze unwavering as he watched Mr. Singers' silhouette disappear.Making his way to the waiting truck, Mr. Singers settled into the passenger seat beside the driver."Mr. Singers, we have a special delivery to make before heading to the next city to shake off our trackers. Here are the details about my partner you'll be taking over from, along with his ID card. The ship's boarding was all under his name, and he will be in hiding until you depart the country. This report contains everything you need to know about my partner," the truck driver explained, handing a stack of leaflets to Mr. Sin
Agatha was left speechless by Banito's question, realizing the gravity of her actions. Before she could respond, a gunshot rang out, quickly followed by a barrage of gunfire outside the cabin. The ship descended into chaos as Mr. Singers and Banito's men engaged in a fierce gun battle."Get out if you want to live!" Banito's voice was sharp and urgent, his impatience palpable. Unaware of the reinforcements Mr. Singers had on board and the situation outside, Banito had no time to waste on a frightened young girl.Nervously, Agatha swallowed hard as the relentless gunfire intensified, causing her heart to race and fear to grip her entire body. She had never experienced such terror before, the repeated shots echoing through the ship a stark reminder of the danger surrounding her.Without another word, Banito didn't wait for Agatha to move. He swiftly pulled the trigger, sending a bullet into the cabin's roof.Agatha abruptly snapped out of her daze and swiftly dropped to the floor, her c
Tony's anger boiled over, his thoughts darkening with a violent impulse towards Agatha. With bloodshot eyes, he glared fiercely at her, causing her to retreat three steps in fear. "Agatha, I regret ever loving you, I regret heeding your words, I regret defying Mr. Singers. I will not harm you. This is the end of my love for you," Tony declared before turning away, shoulders slumped and tears streaming down his face, walking away swiftly.Agatha stood frozen, filled with regret for her actions. Overwhelmed with emotion, she cried out, "Mr. Singers, please don't die. I cannot bear to live without you."As Mr. Singers was carefully placed in the helicopter, the engines roared to life, and the aircraft swiftly ascended towards Mr. Singers' mansion in Sunshine City. Agatha was left behind on the ship, abandoned and alone.In Mr. Singer's mansion in Sunshine City, Andrea awoke from a terrible dream and found herself unable to fall back asleep. Concerned, she searched for Mr. Singer in his r
When Andrea and Valentine Anderson saw Pete holding hands with Agatha as they walked into the church, Andrea was pleasantly surprised, while Valentine Anderson was shocked.The guests whispered among themselves, trying to understand what was happening.Valentine was shocked because he knew how many men he had stationed where he had hidden Pete.Valentine's gaze fell on Lucas Anderson, whose clothes were ripped, trousers dirty, and head messy, his entire body almost covered in dust. Valentine realized who had rescued Pete, and his eyes burned with anger."Pete!" Andrea cried out in surprise and joy, tears rolling down her cheeks. She took a step forward, trying to climb down from the altar, but Valentine Anderson stretched out his arm and grabbed her, forcefully pulling her to himself. He took out a gun, holding Andrea hostage."Don't move, or she will die!" Valentine Anderson roared in rage, his eyes bloodshot. Why is it so hard to complete their wedding vows again? he thought in dism
Seeing this, Andrea was shocked and deeply disappointed. Her heart shattered into a million pieces as tears streamed down her face. Her lips trembled as she asked in disbelief, "Val, you—"She didn't know what to say, feeling suffocated as the air in the room seemed to press down on her. She shut her eyes in pain, tears continuing to roll down her cheeks."Andrea, if you want Pete to stay alive, marry me tomorrow morning. I'll be waiting for you at the church. If you fail to show up, don’t blame me for being ruthless." With that, Valentine Anderson turned on his heel and strode out of the room.Andrea collapsed to the floor, bursting into tears. She couldn't believe that Valentine doubted her. After years of marriage and knowing him, his lack of trust broke her heart.The door creaked open, and Agatha walked in to see Andrea on the floor. She immediately rushed over. "Andrea, get up. We will definitely find Pete and bring him back to you."Andrea shook her head, sobbing dejectedly. "I
Lucas frowned; he hadn't expected Tony to scold him so furiously."Has he been knocked silly by the kick just now?" Lucas pondered.While mulling it over, he retorted coldly, "You've gone insane."After speaking, he turned to re-enter the house, but Tony stubbornly said, "I won't leave until you explain how you are Pete's father."Lucas was irritated by Tony's words, his eyebrows furrowing with impatience. He glared coldly and replied, "I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you. You’re probably drunk or drugged; that's why you're spouting this nonsense."Lucas didn't take Tony's accusation to heart at all. To him, it was utterly nonsensical and unreasonable.Gritting his teeth with clenched fists, Tony took a step forward, but he didn't rush to attack. He wasn't a masochist and feared another vicious kick from Lucas, whose martial arts skills were too good for him to compete with.Sneering, Tony cursed unhappily, "I'm not drunk. It's you and your family who are drunk and on drugs.
Tony suggested, "Andrea, why don't we go to the hospital and get the results? That might be better."After thinking it over, Andrea agreed. They left the Presidential Hotel and drove to the hospital. When they arrived, Andrea's doctor, Doctor Kone, was already in his office waiting for them."Mrs. Singers, I thought you might not need the DNA test results, but just in case, I kept them safe. Here they are," Doctor Kone said, extending an envelope towards her.With trembling hands, Andrea took it. Nervous, she forgot to thank Doctor Kone and immediately pulled the DNA test slip from the envelope.As she read the paper, her pupils dilated in disbelief. She looked at Doctor Kone, stunned. "Doctor Kone, does this mean they have a father-son relationship?"While Andrea was knowledgeable about the data, nothing seemed to make sense to her.Doctor Kone, who had supervised the test, was aware of the final result. Without hesitation, he confirmed, "Yes, they are father and son."Tony, sitting
Agatha fell silent, pondering over Andrea's words. After a moment of consideration, she asked tentatively, "Andrea, do you want to marry him?"Andrea remained silent for a full minute, seriously contemplating the question. Finally, she shook her head resolutely. "I don't want to."Agatha nodded seriously and began to advise, "If you don't—"Just then, Andrea's secretary opened the door, interrupting their conversation. Both women turned their heads toward her.Realizing her mistake, the secretary quickly spoke up. "Ma'am Andrea, your husband is here to see you, and he sounded very urgent."Andrea was surprised to hear that Valentine had come to the company, as Lucas had never visited while they were living together as husband and wife.Agatha urged Andrea, "Go ahead, I'll finalize what we discussed."Andrea nodded, stood up, and followed her secretary. She saw Valentine sitting in the waiting lounge, his palms covered in bandages. When he saw her, he sprang to his feet, smiling sweetl
Housekeeper Win was taken aback by Tony's sudden anger towards Valentine Anderson, whom he had been promoting. Curious, she asked, "What did Sir Anderson say that made you so angry?"Tony roughly let go of his grip on Valentine, causing him to lose his footing and struggle to stand."Mrs. Win, I will be on my way," Tony replied unhappily, turning around and walking away without looking back.Valentine struggled to his feet. Despite his vision playing tricks on him, he managed to stand and slowly began climbing the staircase. Although Housekeeper Win wanted to help, she was worried about upsetting Valentine further, so she watched helplessly as it took him thirty minutes to climb the staircase.As Valentine staggered towards the bedroom, she sighed ruefully and shook her head in pity, convinced that Andrea had made a poor choice in Valentine.Valentine barged into the bedroom, surprising Andrea, who was sitting on the bed, shocked by his appearance. They had known each other since chil
Valentine Anderson drove directly to the hospital, having already called his personal doctor. Arriving, Doctor Steve was taken aback to see that the man who had just spoken to him on the phone looked different from the Valentine Anderson he remembered."It's me, Steve. I need your help," Valentine said as he noticed Doctor Steve staring at him in silence.Though Doctor Steve was quiet, his mind was racing. He knew Valentine had been a bomb victim, and recent news reports had mentioned him, though Steve had dismissed them as baseless rumors. Now, seeing Valentine looking exactly like the deceased Pascal Willow, he couldn't deny the reality anymore."Let's go to my office," Doctor Steve finally said, snapping out of his thoughts and quickly making a decision.They walked into the office together and sat down, facing each other. "I need you to do a DNA test," Valentine said immediately, impatience clear in his voice. He had no time for small talk or reminiscing; he needed answers about
Since it was revealed that the man who had been posing as Pascal Willow was actually Valentine Anderson from Vegas City. Following this revelation, members of the Willow family have been causing disturbances at the mansion. In response, Margaret Willow has significantly bolstered the security measures.Now, more than twenty checkpoints are set up at the gate, each manned by over fifty armed personnel. The imposing security setup even managed to intimidate Valentine Anderson, who was visibly furious.Valentine Anderson took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, and nervously strode forward. To his surprise, he wasn't stopped as he walked into the mansion. He entered through the gate and proceeded straight to the house without being questioned or halted midway.The Willow family's butler was already at the door to welcome him. The middle-aged man smiled kindly at Valentine and said warmly, "Sir Pascal, madam has been expecting you. She is in her study room waiting for you."Valenti
The more Valentine Anderson stared intently at his phone screen, the tighter his grip on the device became. The DNA test analysis at the end revealed he shared only 25% of his DNA with Pete, indicating that he was Pete's uncle rather than his father."Impossible!" he bellowed, startling Housekeeper Win, whose pen slipped and drew a line across the paper she was writing on.Smoke seemed to billow from Valentine's ears as the vein on his forehead bulged with anger. He shoved the phone into his pocket, yanked off his apron, and stormed out of the kitchen, his expression dark.Housekeeper Win was so frightened that she opened her mouth several times to ask what was wrong but couldn't utter a word. Anxious and afraid he might head to Pete or Andrea's room to hurt one of them, she quickly followed him.But her fears were unfounded. Valentine Anderson walked out of the house, got into his car, and drove away from the Singer Mansion into the dark night.Relieved but curious, Housekeeper Win t